It's getting late have you seen my mates,Go on and tell me when the boys get here.It's seven o'clock and I want to rock,Want to get a belly full of beer.

My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeysAnd my old lady she don't careMy sister looks cute in her braces and boots with a handful of grease in her hair.

Hey... Don't give us none of your aggravation,We've had it with your discipline.Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting, get a little action in.I get about as oiled as a diesel train, gonna set this dance alight. Cause' Saturday Night's the night I like,Saturday Nights Alright..Alright, Alright!

Well, we're packed pretty tight in here tonight and I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right.I may use a little muscle to get what I need, and sink a little drink and shout out, "She's with me!".

A couple of the sounds that I really like are the sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.I'm a juvenile product of the working class, who's best friend floats in the bottom of a glass.

Don't give us none of your aggravation, we've had it with your discipline.Saturday Night's Alright for fighting, to get a little action in.I get about as oiled as a diesel train, gonna set this dance alight.Cause Saturday Night's the night I like,Saturday Night's Alright...Alright, Alright!

Chorus: Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!........

Pete T.: Take me to the pilot, lead me to the chamber,Take me to the pilot, I am but a stranger,Na na na, na na na.....